...ould
manage to say.Hey,
Dad! Santas here early! Get the camera so I can prove to Joseph
that he really exists! Bobby yelled.Hank
trudged outside without a camera. Bobby, thats nonsense.
Santa is not here, Hank said.Yes
he is, look at the roof! Bobby said. Hank looked up and was
startled.BILL!
shouted Hank. Bills costume didnt fool Hank one bit. WHAT
THE HELL ARE YOU DOING ON MY ROOF?Im
not Bill, Bill said with a deep, booming voice. Im
SANTA CLAUS!BILL,
CUT THE CRAP AND GET THE HELL OFF MY DAMN ROOF! shouted Hank.Bill
crawled into the chimney and was stuck. Oh darn, he sighed.
I shouldnt have reacted so fast. Bill wiggled around, but
suddenly found his butt in immense pain. Hed freed himself from
the firm grip of the chimney, and hed fallen into the Hills
fireplace. He was sitting on the andiron. OW! he yelled.
Bill shot out of the fireplace and sat on the sofa. Ah, he
sighed. He placed his hands on his rear to soothe the pain.He then
saw Hank and Bobby enter the house. Santa! What did you get me?
Bobby jumped in excitement. Did you get me a tutu? Ive always
wanted to be a dancer!Disgraced
by Bobbys odd desire, Hank shouted, Bobby, go to your room!
Ill deal with you later! But first, Ive got to kick Bills
ass! Hank ran over to Bill on the sofa. Despite the fact that
Bills butt still hurt, he shot off the sofa and ran screaming into
Hank and Peggys bedroom....